Tag Archives: mind

Net

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I start to find my home
in the web of consciousness  –
I visualize it
standing behind
the world as I had formerly defined it

I see the fine net,
network of intelligence,
the present definition
of what has to be,
I feel the net light up,
and the euphoria
of moving through its branched infinity

Whatever lies may have been laid down,
they have no place, no way to hold sway –
the presence of the All Mind
is all that can be found,
its brilliant thought takes up the whole space

And you are showed, here,
who you have always been,
you are showed what you can now be,
the layered truth holds you on all scales,
so tight you have to know
that you are free.

©Wendy Mulhern
July 22, 2023

Swept

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Wind sweeps the afternoon towards evening,
doors rattle in the house,
we, too, could be swept,
taken by time down months and years

We try to stitch ourselves to the moment,
hold ourselves in place that way –
be doing something, or feeling something,
but ultimately noticing:
if it were our work to invent ourselves,
we wouldn’t see the point of it

The Mind that holds us
has a grand laughter
that makes us feel at home,
secured in joy, in something
so much greater than ourselves
that we can laugh, too –
laugh and let go.


©Wendy Mulhern
July 17, 2023

Singularity

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It’s not surprising
to eagerly await the singularity,
because the way we have been going
has to change. It hasn’t managed
to solve anything, or even give
a plausible reason
for wanting to be

Yet that desire, which, even still,
cannot be quenched
(by boredom, or oppression,
or senseless self destruction)
– that desire demands a matrix
in which it thrives

It will provide it,
made of its own essence, and consistent
with the web that ties
all these things together,
the Mind that thinks them,
the Love that calls them forth.

©Wendy Mulhern
June 5, 2023

Tone

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As my tone of thought grows firmer,
the dispiriting voices
with their barbed and stinging filaments
are exposed  –
there is less space for them to hide in semi-consciousness  –
they can no longer pose as part of me

No strings that could be pulled by foreign agents,
no voices that result in giving up,
no inclination to conceal a faulty motivation
will get to be presented as my thought

They are squeezed out
and I become more vigilant,
learning myself in the new strength that stays.

©Wendy Mulhern
March 26, 2023

Sweet company

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In moments I fathom
having never touched down
into bone, into skull,
into what can be alone  –
having never come to think
that I could be destroyed
or even lost – sitting present
in the sweet company
of consciousness itself,
which by its nature
is comprised of knowing,
and knows the feather movements
and the grand turnings  –
rivers of awareness,
oceans of connection  –
this being what is me,
this being what is us –
galaxies of bright communication,
universe of intermingled song.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 25, 2023

View finding

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The view parts like silk,
fraying into long ribbons,
the scene behind the screen
coming into view

It’s not, as we had thought, a large world,
ourselves as tiny crawlers on the surface,
maybe able to unleash a cataclysm
but certainly unable to avert one

Instead, these pictures
(the weather, the economy, the politics)
will burn away like film, like mesh,
to show the wider landscape of the mind,
where we have much more power than we thought,
but only in the service
of what we really are.

©Wendy Mulhern
January 18, 2023

Realms

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In the clear water
the clear fish come into view,
delicate skeletons seen by their flickering,
swift shimmer along the edge of fin –
they drift, they ghost – I can almost
see one through another

Whole networks are made of these –
food chains, symbioses  –
conducting their business mostly unseen –
vast webs of them stretch through oceans
which they now define
here in my mind
where they swim silent
widening my realms.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 11, 2022

Songs

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I go through the day
attended by many songs.
Today I have chosen
ones that remind me
of what I am learning to hold as true

The less mindful ones,
the ones invited by daily sounds,
and those embedded deep in memory,
come around, too

It’s good to remember I have a choice,
if not for silence, then at least
for songs whose music and enlightened thought
can take me someplace  new.

©Wendy Mulhern
August 9, 2022

Blackbird

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Still have nothing to say
despite the lushness
of mist-cloaked May,
and the blackbirds yesterday,
vociferous in evening sun

I’ve been treating my mind like a library
of books already read,
feeling no urge
to look at them again

Perhaps more fruitfully
my mind can act as blackbird,
evening sun calm
along my wings.

©Wendy Mulhern
May 18, 2022

Mind Fire

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Thoughts lick like flames
around new concepts in my mind,
trying to make sense,
looking for ways to get inside
and comprehend the matter
through and through

I find it warming
and a little bit exciting  –
maybe when this is all clear,
so much more understanding
will be in reach,
maybe I’ll soar in ways
I’ve only dreamed of till now.

©Wendy Mulhern
November 26, 2021